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August 29, 2024
Haha
“The old demon
did the trick for her. We were filched from hell all mindless and confused, chained to her leashes, fed and trained up . . .”
we grew fit to become riders upon her best sorcerer-slaves.
“The old demon,”
the Golden General’s
an old, old sorcerer,
His demon
the Lion of Roknar
the Father
his three-year-old daughter, Joen.”
The Father gave it to him to encapsulate the demon, to put it to sleep within the little girl.
by Roya Fonsa’s great work of sacrifice, the Lion of Roknar died before he could accomplish his aims,
the old demon
The old demon was pleased to have such an apt pupil, and taught her everything, thinking it would soon turn the tables and mount her.
“But a bad Quadrene is not the same thing as a good Quintarian.
“Her leashed demons soon became more to her than salvation for Sordso; they became her joy.
The demon’s voice and language changed again.
“It seems it was unanimous,” murmured Illvin dryly. “The servant girl, the princess, the courtesan, and I doubt not the scholar, too. All up in smoke at the first sight of him.
Haha but he’s dead and you’re alive. So be glad.
And so Joen’s plot was put in disarray by an altogether older sorcery than demon magic.”
Haha erotic attraction.
Three years ago on the Daughter’s Day, the Golden General’s death curse was pulled from Chalion, and from my House:
the power of the encapsulation.”
which of them would have been ascendant then?”
Question
wonder if the actions of this same Roknari master sorcerer would account for the outbreak of elementals that Chalion suffered in Fonsa’s day . . .
Why is the creature telling us all this? Ista wondered.
Question
Maybe, with all hope of flight lost, at some last gasp and despite its preferred solitary nature, it sought allies.
Haha and the Neil would protect Cattilara.
“We gave her demon access to her mouth, that it might speak. Which it has.”
“I don’t think it’s siege engines that Jokona sends against us now,” said Illvin. “I think it’s sorcerers.”
if I were only mad, and not stupid.”
Haha
“In a sense, he isn’t there. Not as live souls are, nor even as demons are. The true sundered ghosts are divorced from all realities, the world of matter and the world of spirit both.”
“Is he, then, immune to sorcery?” began Ista. “And yet it is sorcery that sustains him now . . . Learned, I do not understand.”
“Free demons cannot slay directly—” “The Bastard’s own death demon does,” said Ista. “I have seen it do so.”
in that instant it opens both ways. And the demon is vulnerable to recapture.”
“And so they jump away when their mount is slain . .
the parley officer
He was the same translator she had met in the raiding column retreating from Rauma.
Haha
Haha
The guards did not react, and Ista wondered if they had been chosen for their lack of Ibran.
Interesting
“To be corralled as demon fodder, perchance?”
I would wager anything you please that Joen wishes to play with her new toys. Porifors is her very first chance to test her array of sorcerers in open war.
stretched bowstrings along the sentry walk snapped at once,
replacement strings, found them shredding in their hands.
“Fire in the stable,” said Illvin,
To save the horses, of course.
the attack broke into a disorder mirrored by its effects.
stored meat, no matter how preserved, was found to be starting to rot and stink;
Dy Cabon was pressed into service to help tend the sick and, unbelievably soon, the dying.
lay as if in exhausted naps. Or dead.
